In Suzaku Red Feather City, in the meeting hall, a group of immortals gathered.
From Su Lie down, thirty-eight good and evil sects from the Holy Spirit Realm, one hundred and three Taoists, Demon Lords, Demon Lords, and Evil Lords gathered together, sitting upright on the glorious throne, discussing in a serious manner.
Follow the outline of the policy handed down by Daozu.
The decrees of the Six Buddhas, Six Paths, and Twelve Holy Spirits are actually very simple—make chaos! Let the entire void spiritual world become chaotic!
Since there is going to be chaos, we have to fight, we have to fight, we have to sow discord, we have to plot, we have to kill people!
People die, and those who die will be their own elite disciples, so who will be the first sentry, who will be the vanguard, who will be the rear, who will be the main attack, where to attack first, where to attack later, how to respond, how to respond, and all kinds of changes must be considered.
Inside.
One hundred and three Taoist realm masters, all of them cunning and cunning, would rather die than suffer. They gathered together, and after a few words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heated. Some bad-tempered Demon Lords and demons
Zun even blew his nose and glared, rolled up his sleeves and shouted loudly, almost turning the main hall into a vegetable market.
Su Lie knew in his heart that the Miaozhen Dan Sect must be the vanguard, the vanguard in the sea of knives and fire. But even if he is the vanguard, he also hopes that a few of his disciples will die. They are all close disciples whom he has worked hard to teach.
, embodying his hard work.
Therefore, he was not afraid at all of those demon lords and demon lords. They rolled up their sleeves and patted the armrests of the throne, and quarreled with each other endlessly with curses. In terms of troop dispatch routes, encirclement points for reinforcements, logistics and equipment, etc., he had a lot of competition with the many masters of the same level present.
It was so noisy.
While they were noisily cursing, Su Lie suddenly turned pale.
There was a shaking in his sleeves, and an extremely harsh cracking sound came out. Su Lie's body was stiff and he could not move while sitting on the throne. His heart seemed to be soaked in ice water, and it was cold and cold from head to toe.
Many Taoist masters in the hall shut their mouths at the same time, and one hundred and two pairs of eyes stared directly at Su Lie.
The sound was so clear and sweet, and it sounded extremely pleasing to the eyes and ears. A hundred natal soul tablets shattered at the same time. The sound was like the sound of nature. If it weren't for the fact that everyone is a fellow in the Holy Spirit Realm.
To save face, these old monsters present had already laughed at the top of their lungs.
The natal soul tablet is qualified to be carried by Taoist masters like Su Lie. It definitely belongs to his close disciples. They are at least fifth-level golden immortals. They have been taught by Su Lie personally and are qualified to go to him.
The close disciples in Dongfu listened to his sermon.
Such disciples are the foundation for a Taoist master to settle down in his sect. It is the capital of a Taoist master whether his voice is loud enough and his voice is strong enough in his sect. Usually, one or two such disciples will be lost.
It will cause people a lot of heartache, and maybe even lead to a violent conflict between the two Taoists.
Now, a hundred pieces of natal soul cards that were carried close to the body were shattered at the same time!
Everyone could hear clearly that the sound of each piece of natal soul tablet breaking was slightly different. Ordinary people could not hear this subtle difference, but who are they? The shortest time they have entered the Taoist realm is more than 20,000 years.
, they can hear this difference.
A demon king with a horn on his forehead and a pair of purple thunder wings on his back coughed dryly. He stretched out his sharp claws and dug into his ears. He looked at the dumbfounded Su Lie seriously and said with a smile: "
Fellow Daoist Su, what do you have in your sleeve?"
The Demon Lord, who was roaring loudly with Su Lie just now, with black mist wrapped around his body and evil spirits rising to the sky, but whose face was as handsome as a jade, grinned and said with a strange smile: "Well, could it be that Fellow Daoist Su put a woman's hair in his sleeve?"
Mirror jewelry? Accidentally broke it?"
Su Lie's eyelids drooped, his left hand clenched his right sleeve, and his body was shaking violently uncontrollably.
He has tens of thousands of disciples who have just started, among whom there are only three thousand direct disciples, and only 800 have become Golden Immortals. He has mastered a large amount of resources and industry in the Miaomian Zhendan Sect, and these Golden Immortal disciples of his usually
Responsible for manning various mines, medicine gardens and store floors for him.
Eighteen of the nineteen elites including Qin Fenglie have fallen.
Later, the one hundred Golden Immortal disciples he recruited were all elites of the fourth grade and above. The total number of Golden Immortals above his fourth grade was less than 200, so most of them were lost this time!
Standing up, Su Lie saluted the many Taoists present with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "Fellow Taoists, I... feel unwell from time to time, so I have to temporarily retire. As soon as I am asked to send troops to fight, I will leave it to me.
Junior brother, let me handle it on my behalf."
Su Lie glanced at Qin Yazheng, the Taoist elder who was also from the Miaomi Zhendan Sect, who was sitting next to him.
Qin Yazheng nodded slowly and smiled at Su Lie: "Senior brother was fighting with others a few days ago, and his body was accidentally injured by someone's sword energy. After a few days of adjusting his breath, he recovered. There are junior brothers here watching, senior brother
Just feel free to go."
Su Lie nodded and hurriedly left the hall. As soon as he walked out of the main entrance of the hall, he swayed and instantly tore open the void and teleported away.
Qin Yazheng smiled slightly, straightened up slowly, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Everyone, Senior Brother Su is not here, so I will be in charge of the affairs of our sect for the time being. Well, what did the ancestor of Black Mist say just now? Do you want this sect?
Disciple will be the vanguard to attack the heavenly city of the Sima Saint Clan, Ganlin City? I agree in principle, but what about the details..."
The Taoist priests in the hall were all mature and immortal. When Qin Yazheng said this, his heart suddenly brightened.
Demon Lord Black Mist Patriarch, who was filled with black energy, shouted sternly: "Old Qin, since you said so, let Su Daoyou's disciples take the lead. Your disciples who command you will hold the line behind, well, we will all take care of it.
, just don’t let your disciples die in vain.”
All the Taoist Masters spoke one after another. Qin Yazheng spread his hands, clapped his hands heavily, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Since all the fellow Taoists have said so, what else can I say? I can only obey your decision."
Su Lie was so angry that he never thought that his junior brother Qin Yazheng, the uncle of his eldest disciple Qin Fenglie, would stab him in the back. He never dreamed that Qin Yazheng would kill him as soon as he left the hall.
All the disciples were treated as cannon fodder and thrown into the bloody battlefield.
He teleported away from the hall, millions of miles away in just a few steps.
Standing on the top of a big mountain, Su Lie trembled and took out a lot of jade fragments from his sleeves. A hundred elite disciples he sent out, a hundred golden immortals of level four or above, all died at the same time.
!
"Who did it? Who did it? I want all of you to die!" Su Lie was so angry that his eyes turned black, and a ball of flames spurted out from his palm. Countless jade tablet fragments were melted by the flames and turned into a
A cloud of smoke floated in front of him.
After several consecutive seals were punched into the smoke, the light smoke turned into an arrow, quickly locking the direction of Yin Xuege.
"Here? You can't escape." Su Lie laughed wildly, and a Taoist weapon shaped like a bamboo leaf appeared under his feet, holding his body and turning into a hazy blue light and flying away in an instant. His flying speed was astonishingly fast.
It is several times faster than ordinary Taoist masters can teleport, flying across thousands of mountains and rivers in the blink of an eye.
Yin Xuege sat in the sea of blood, and the Black Demon Lord incarnated by Qin Fenglie stood beside him solemnly.
The rolling blood is constantly being absorbed by Qin Fenglie's body, and his Dao Ancestor Heavenly Soul has been severely damaged. Yin Xuege is using the power of the sea of blood to help him recover. After all, this guy has survived the Dao Ancestor Heavenly Tribulation. As long as his energy recovers, he will be a true Dao Ancestor.
A Taoist realm thug.
"Just use the entire blood sea as much as you can absorb. It won't be long before this blood sea is no longer valuable to me." Yin Xuege looked at the countless blood sea creatures sitting in all directions and smiled: "Here we go.
When the time comes, you will also have a good outcome. You will no longer have to sink into the sea of blood forever. You will go through the cycle of life and death like other living beings and enjoy the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy you deserve."
Countless blood sea creatures cheered together. They felt the great joy in Yin Xuege's heart, so they also roared with joy.
The sea of blood set off huge waves, the waves roared, Yin Xuege's body swayed, and a very thin space crack suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. A strong Hongmeng aura spurted out from the small crack, Yin Xuege squinted his eyes and muttered in a low voice
Said: "How far is it? Well, how come the void whirlpool around the void spiritual world becomes so intense? It is a hundred times more turbulent than when I ascended?"
Qin Fenglie's body swayed slightly, and he looked at Yin Xuege in shock: "My lord, you...are an ascended immortal? Are you ascending to the void spiritual world?"
Yin Xuege smiled and said nothing, while Bai Yuzi glanced at Qin Fenglie triumphantly: "Grandpas not only ascended, but also broke through the wall of the void spiritual world without passing through their ascension platform."
After laughing three times, Bai Yuzi said proudly: "Not only that, we have controlled the entire Yuanlu world. The current Yuanlu world is our territory... Well, have you heard of Jiuling Shengzun?
?Is that old turtle famous in your Holy Spirit Realm?"
Qin Fenglie was stunned for a long time, thinking carefully about the title of 'Nine Spirits Saint'.
But before he could figure out where the Nine Spirits Saint came from, Yin Xuege's expression suddenly changed.
Through the sea of blood, Yin Xuege felt a terrifying aura coming towards this side like an overwhelming force. The terrifying aura destroyed the mountains and hills along the way. There was still a long way to go, and the cold killing intent had already locked onto the sea of blood.
, causing the blood water on the outermost edge of the blood sea to evaporate three feet in an instant.
"Who is this?"
Yin Xuuge's heart was beating wildly, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. His scalp exploded, and his blood flow suddenly became extremely slow. The terrible murderous intention made his body almost solidify, and even his soul was about to be frozen.
Qin Fenglie screamed in a hoarse voice: "It's my master... Su Lie... it's my master who's here! My lord, run away!" (A great pie-in-the-sky activity, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow
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